I still get the feeling that I'm not in China. Even after almost four years, even with a Chinese wife and daughter, with Chinese being the main language of the apartment, even with dealing with others in their language outside, when I really think about where I am, I'm surprised I'm still here. Perhaps because this place has become so normal to me, it doesn't feel like I'm in a different country. The only hope is that America seems totally bizarre when I go back (though I expect it won't except for perhaps in the area if technology).
As Hanna and I think more and more about what we're going to do in Kansas, upcoming events seem impossible. She never thought she'd marry a foreigner and move to the States. I never really thought about anything other than going back to school when I returned, but I didn't think I'd be gone so long, much less come back plus two. We've dropped off petitions for Hanna and Eileen, and now we're just waiting, trying to get everything ready. I'll probably have to leave first, alone, while all the paperwork is sorted out and Hanna and Eileen go to Guangzhou for an interview.